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eu sou uma mulher
sadly falando
flores dos bebês
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
eu quero saber onde você vive
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares

 



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